Cars! Cars! Cars!: Thanks for sitting down with us today.
Carlos Ghosn: You're wel... Hey, you got salsa? I didn't get any salsa. I'll trade you something for the salsa.
CCC: You can have ours.
CG: No, no. Let's talk about this. I have some sour cream you can have.
CCC: We have a lactose issue, so we'll skip it. You can have the salsa. Tell, us, how is it that you can be willing to make a deal with any U.S. manufacturer? Are GM and Ford that similar?
CG: No, no. I have chips to trade for your salsa. How about that?
CCC: What will you eat the salsa on?
CG: Gah! These talks are going nowhere.
(Gets up, takes tray to another table where a woman is trying to deal with three children: one sitting quietly but not eating, one under the table playing with broken bits of nacho chips, and the last child grunting as if having a bowel movement. "I see you have some salsa," Mr. Ghosn is heard to say.)